When I close my eyes The shadows disappear And the new world arises I need it, I need it again I play it over and over again Now, close your eyes And see it your for yourself (self) My world of pleas
I am pitching to myself at bat* Always patting myself on the back Tell me I have it easy I'll tell you it's not true Am I destined to live out a life With no one to help me through? Tell me
Come on get up! Cause we come here is what you're waiting for Come on get up! Go and lose yourself till the big beat falls Come on get up! All around the world we gonna give you more Come on get up!!!
I am my sins, you can’t change me Feel my pain, the bitter sweet I left my faith, only me I trust When you cross my path, better pray to god Dust to dust, soul to soul Through the mist of lie
(Back once again for the renegade master) Back once again for the renegade master Back once again for the renegade master Back once again for the renegade master Back once again for the renegade mast
Child of the night I am my sins, you can't change me Feel my pain, the bitter sweet I left my faith, only me I trust When you cross my path, better pray to god Dust to dust, soul to soul Through the
There’s a line, there’s a dozen more Wrapping in a room, your country doors There’s a man, he’s holding a pitcher of water Follow him into the house, Every age has said, we will come, we’ll
What happens when the pitcher's gotta go And everyone's expecting him to make a throw? He can't just let a little gas out on the mound 'Cause too much might come out and then his pants would turn brow
We've had a revelation We found ourselves traveling through the accents of music Ultimately we found the reason to live We want to be free Free to do whatever we want to do Free in serenity No restri
I will drive To mars and back for you I'll be driving all the night 'Till the morning sun comes shining through I will drive To hell and back for you Down this everlasting road 'Till your loving face
I am, I'm pitching to myself at bat Always patting myself on the back Tell me I have it easy, I'll tell you it's not true Am I destined to live out a life, with no one to help me through? Tell me I h
Nowhere like a diner to get to truly know someone. Like a library up 17 or a spin around the center of town. The smell of saltwater. I left my pocket change at the Molly Pitcher. A sound we can live
Yeah To be who I wanna be Yeah (To be) I don't wanna be the chain, the underground I don't wanna be the stain, the broken down Waiting for the end to come and rescue me For every breaking free I'll
French Montana, Dolla $ign From the East to the West, respect that grind Thought we where done but we still in this bitch And I go by K CAMP and this is the remix I like smoking weed, I like getting
Hands down, straight up Look at the colors your heart is seeing Raise your head and start believing This is who we are Hands down, straight up Move to the rhythm your soul is feeling Raise your head
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